A Beginner’s Guide to Publishing

If you’re just here for the publishing handout and would prefer not to read my rambling lamentations about leaving teaching, here ya go!

This summer will be the first summer since I turned 21 that I won’t be readying syllabi for my fall courses. The details are complex and, frankly, boring, but after a lot of thought, my partner and I decided to say no to another year at Oberlin and move across the country (yet again) so my partner can be closer to his company’s headquarters in San Francisco and our family can (finally) be settled.

To say I have mixed feelings about this would be the understatement of the century. In truth I try not to think too hard about it for fear I’ll cry through all my remaining classes for the rest of the term wondering, Will this be the last time I ever teach new writers?

When it comes to my writing, my imposter syndrome rivals the best. I am in constant self-doubt about my work, my talent, my self-discipline, my voice, my ideas, everything. But I have never doubted myself as a teacher. I’ve had bad classes and suffered the consequences of failed experiments, but (if I can be honest for a second) I am really good at it.

My students learn A LOT about writing in my classes, and I have 12 years of stunner course evaluations to back me up on that. I don’t dabble in the realm of abstraction, I don’t indulge the myths of “inspiration.” In the classroom, we get to fucking work. I am really good at analyzing a story for craft, breaking it down to its component parts and showing my students how they can apply those moves to their own work.

I know this isn’t anything new. This is what good writing teachers have always done. I’m just saying, I’m really fucking good at it.

I also think I’m really good at inspiring my students to see themselves as writers rather than “writing students.” And I do that by treating them like writers, by leveling with them, writer-to-writer. I talk about my own struggles, my own failures, what I’m learning, what I would borrow from a writer we’re discussing, how I would have ruined the story we’re reading by making a different choice.

And by trying, as best I can, to set up them up for a future in letters. Which brings me, finally, to the actual point of this blog post. I feel, frankly, pretty ripped up inside when I think about walking away from the great privilege and great joy of setting new writers on their paths. I’ll never EVER forget the person who did that for me–the fantastic sci-fi writer and fantastic human, Maureen McHugh, who, when I was just a sophomore in college, taught me how to look up a magazine in The Writer’s Market, write a cover letter, stamp my SASE and send my manuscript.

She required everyone in the class to submit a manuscript for publication at the end of the term. Mine got accepted. Because of that, I changed my major, I changed my goals. I am only living the life I’m living today because she not only taught me that publication could be a goal, but taught me how to try.

This is the gift I pass on to my students. Not the guarantee that they will find success, but the tools they need to try. And I’m hoping that maybe, just in case my fears play out and I won’t have any more students to pass this on to, I could pass it on to yours?

So here it is, My Beginner’s Guide to Publishing. It’s a lengthy handout I give to all my students, every semester, no matter what their level is. Even if they aren’t ready for it, I encourage them to keep it. They may feel ready one day and when that day comes, there might not be anyone offering it to them.

It covers cover letters, poetry and prose manuscript formats, notes on electronic submissions, information about how to find markets for their work, sample submissions guidelines, information on how to write a novel query, and a sample submissions-tracking spreadsheet. On “publishing day” I talk them through the process from the writer’s perspective and the editor’s perspective. We talk about rejections (OH MY GOD SO MANY REJECTIONS) and victories (meeting your writing goals! nice rejections! maybe even the occasional acceptance!). We talk about contracts and finances. We talk about agents and the MFA. We talk about whatever they want to talk about.

And one by one, through the years, emails and Facebook messages have trickled in to me from my former students celebrating their first publications in magazines and websites, small and large. They always start the same way, “Dear Aubrey, You probably don’t remember this, but I was in your fiction class and you talked to us about publishing and…”

I remember. I will always remember.

It would be an honor if you’d consider using a version of my handout in your classes, passing this on to your students. If you’d like an editable version, shoot me an email and I’m happy to send it along. Feel free to make changes. Feel free to take my name off it. It would do my heart good to feel like I was continuing to pay the debt I owe to my first writing teacher, the one who gifted me this great life, one I am grateful for every day.

Donald Trump and the Block Universe Model

At moments like these, when everything is kind of awful, I find comfort in thinking about the ontological nature of time.

DON’T LEAVE; I’M GOING TO EXPLAIN IT!

There’s this theory in physics, sometimes called the “block universe model,” that time isn’t this ephemeral thing. That events don’t just happen and then disappear *poof* into the ether. Rather, all the moments of our lives, the universe, everything exist all at once. They’re always there, we just experience them one at a time in chronological succession (or something that our brains, pattern-making machines that they are, converts into a kind of linear narrative).

You can think of it like a filmstrip. The whole movie’s there, in the can, the beginning, middle and end. We see the frames one at a time as they pass in front of the projector, but the footage has already been filmed, processed, developed. The movie’s not changing. There’s suspense for us, the viewers, because we don’t yet know how it ends, but whatever that ending is, it’s already there. There’s no real suspense. Just a feeling.

Donald Trump is going to be president in 2017 and, according to the block universe model, he was always going to be president in 2017. The story was already laid out, frame by frame. There was never any hope for a Hillary presidency, not really. Just a feeling in our hearts, something we desperately tried to make real. We were conjuring ghosts that could never materialize.

There are moments in life that feel like hinges, like forks in roads, like diverging paths. Last night was one such moment. It felt like we were going to go into one reality, or another. When I went to bed around midnight, I knew I’d be waking up in a world where everything was different. I had hope that I’d wake to a new world of possibility and excitement, particularly for women and girls. That path felt so real to me; I was sure we were on it. I’d give anything for a glimmer of that feeling right now.

But the truth is, there was no fork. There was no other road. We were always going to walk to this point, watch for a second and then, when we saw there was no other choice, keep walking toward the inevitable.

Now that I’m saying it, it doesn’t sound comforting at all. It sounds pretty depressing, actually. I think why I find relief here is in knowing that we haven’t done something wrong that’s plunged us into a “dark Earth” version of our reality. We haven’t fallen onto the wrong timeline somehow. This is not a mistake.

Donald Trump will be president in 2017. This was always true, we just didn’t know it yet.

But the rest of the story is there, too. We’re still in the right universe, the only universe, our universe. It’s flawed and many of us are in pain and terrible things happen and you can never really know what growls inside your neighbors’ hearts. Things will keep on. The path has already been laid. The only thing to do now is keep walking.

The glow of the projector lights on everything in its proper time. There’s more ahead to see, to experience. There’s room for hope if it brings you joy, but you can leave your fear behind. The story’s already been written. The only adventure is in the discovery.

Conversations & Connections

Barrelhouse Magazine’s Conversations & Connections writing conference is coming to Pittsburgh on October 18! This one-day conference is geared toward providing practical advice on writing and publishing to writers (or aspiring writers) in any stage of their career. I’m so excited that Why We Never Talk About Sugar will be the featured fiction collection at the conference!

Additionally, I’ll be participating in a panel on “Breaking In.” Myself and three other writers will talk about our literary firsts: our first submissions, our first publications, our first books, and, yes, even those first rejections. There are plenty of other panels on writing your character’s dark side, what editors love (and what they hate) and writing about place. Plus, the fantastic Roxane Gay is giving the keynote address!

From their website:

Want to write better? Want to get published? Attending pricey, academic-style, lecture-hall writer’s conferences won’t quite get you there, no matter how good the bagels are.

Here’s what will: a comfortable, congenial environment where you can meet other writers, editors and publishers. You need to speak with the people who make editorial decisions, as well as with others who are trying to perfect their craft, just like you.

You’ll find this at Conversations & Connections, a conference devoted to giving you practical advice on getting published.

There’s still time to be a part of this great event. Click here to read about the conference and everything you’ll get for the (very affordable) price of admission!

AWP 2014 & Recent Web Work Round-up

I will not be in Seattle for AWP this year, but my books will be! You can get a copy of Why We Never Talk About Sugar, my collection of short stories, at the Braddock Avenue Books table.

Or, you can grab a copy of my brand new chapbook, This Will Be His Legacy, from Lettered Streets Press at their table. This chapbook is a collection of my counterfactual biographies and it’s a split chap also featuring poetry by Alexis Pope. Grab it. You won’t regret it. 

In other news, I’ve had some work appear around the web that I wanted to link to here. First, I did a month-long guest blog for [PANK] Magazine during January. I collected a bunch of “found Twitter haiku,” tweets that just happened to exactly 17 syllables long. They range from silly to poignant and circle back around to hilarious. You can read the whole lot of them here. And I hope you will.

Next, I’ve written a couple of short blog posts for Brain, Child’s web offshoot, Brain, Mother. This one, on why I don’t think my son is growing up too fast. And this one, on why I refuse to enlist in the Mommy Wars. I find I have a lot to say about motherhood, which probably shouldn’t be as surprising as it seems. More to follow on that front.

Stay tuned!

 

 

22 Responses to 22 Creationists’ Challenges to Evolution

Because I just can’t help myself. And because these people are completely misunderstanding evolution. 

1. “Bill Nye, are you influencing the minds of children in a positive way?”

2. “Are you scared of a Divine Creator?”

3. “Is it completely illogical that the earth was created mature? i.e. trees created with rings… Adam created as an adult…”

4. “Does not the second law of thermodynamics disprove Evolution?”

5. “How do you explain a sunset if their is no God?”

6. “If the Big Bang Theory is true and taught as science along with evolution, why do the laws of thermodynamics debunk said theories?”

7. “What about Noetics?”

8. “Where do you derive objective meaning in life?”

9. “If God did not create everything, how did the first single-celled organism originate? By chance?”

 10. “I believe in the Big Bang Theory… God said it and BANG it happened!”

11. “Why do evolutionists / secularists /huminists/ non-God believing people reject the idea of their being a Creator God but embrace the concept of intelligent design from aliens or other extra-terrestrial sources?”

12. “There is no in between… the only one found has been Lucy and there are only a few pieces of the hundreds necessary for an ‘official proof’.”

13. “Does metamorphosis help support evolution?”

14. “If Evolution is a Theory (like creationism or the Bible) why then is Evolution taught as fact.”

15. “Because science by definition is a ‘theory’ – not testable, observable, nor repeatable [–] why do you object to creationism or intelligent design being taught in school?”

16. “What mechanism has science discovered that evidences an increase of genetic information seen in any genetic mutation or evolutionary process?”

17. “What purpose do you think you are here for if you do not believe in Salvation?”

18. “Why have we found only 1 ‘Lucy’ when we have found more than 1 of everything else?”

19. “Can you believe in ‘the big bang’ without ‘faith’?”

20. “How can you look at the world and not believe someone created / thought of it? It’s Amazing!!!”

21. “Relating to the big bang theory… where did the exploding star come from?”

22. “If we come from monkeys then why are there still monkeys?”

 

 

 

“Birth Story” in The Rumpus

Today I’m vey proud to have essay up at The Rumpus, which consistently publishes the best non-fiction of any magazine or website I read. The piece is called “Birth Story” and it’s about birth stories in general, and one in particular. In many ways, it’s a follow-up to an essay of mine they published last year, “On Pregnancy and Privacy and Fear.” It’s fun for me to see these pieces listed together when you click on my name on the site. It reminds me how much of my life has changed in the last year and how much has stayed largely the same.

Here’s the opening of “Birth Story.” You can read the rest here

The birth story must always start the same way: with a woman in pain. There’s no avoiding the pain. The pain is how you know it’s beginning. It’s the overture, the epigraph, the amuse-bouche. You sit up straight. You stand up. You walk around. You move as if the pain is something you can twist away from, like pulling your hand from a hot stove. But this pain is coming from inside. This pain is trying to twist away from you. But first it has to come through you. First it has to open you up.

Interview with Air Schooner

Air Schooner, Prairie Schooner’s podcast series interviewed me about Why We Never Talk About Sugar and weird fiction. You can click hear to listen to me talk about how I discovered the secret truth hiding in the Pinocchio myth.

AWP!

I will be making a couple of appearances at AWP this year. Here’s where I’ll be and when. Come say hi!

  • Thursday night at 8:00 at The Sweetwater Tavern I’ll be part of “Their Peculiar Ambitions,” a reading of presidential fictions.
  • Starting at 10:30 Friday morning I’ll be signing copies of Why We Never Talk About Sugar at the Braddock Avenue Books booth (Y17) at the bookfair.

Available now!

You can now pre-order my short story collection, Why We Never Talk About Sugar! Here’s the publisher’s description, which I love:

Get ready. These are not your mother’s bedtime stories. In this mesmerizing debut collection, Aubrey Hirsch will lead you into the darkest recesses of human life, where hope and longing and love and loss look all too much like one another. Each of these sixteen stories may be filled with its own kind of despair, but they are not despairing as Hirsch enters with deep sympathy into the souls of lonely women (Cheater, Hydrogen Event in a Bubble Chamber, Made in Indonesia), broken men (Leaving Seoul, Advice for Dealing with the Loss of a Beloved Pet), young recruits (The Specialists), and dutiful daughters (Strategy #13: Journal, No System for Blindness). With a hard intelligence, Hirsch considers the toll of heartache (Why We Never Talk About Sugar, Certainty) and loss (The Borovsky Circus Goes to Littlefield, Paradise Hardware) and the simple cost of longing. Taut and tension filled, these stories will transport you into the heart of what it means to be human. But be careful. Hirsch’s compassion arrives on a knife blade. And you just may find your own heart cut open.

Get it here!

Book Cover!

Here it is, the first look at the cover of my short story collection. It will be released by Braddock Avenue Books on March 1st!